It's like we stole this from a movie
Counting Stars under the brightest night
that I have ever seen
It's like we stole this scene
because it's times like these
that don't seem real
Don't forget to hold my hand
I'm counting stars for you
Don't forget you can't forget

Well make a wish you say
but the shooting stars eventually fade
I hope we never fade away
If heaven's real you say
Then I'd rather stay
Than be sent up without you
Because it's heaven here with you
The stars are coming out
and your eyes fit right in
It's just so perfect how you make them seem so dim
The stars are coming out